Male Loneliness Book Novels & Stories

Siena opened her book again. I turned on my side and watched her read while Martina was oblivious to my presence. Now that I had these girls in my life, I truly understood how lonely I’d been before, how empty that existence had been. It was night after night of good sex, but the memory didn’t last long before it was replaced by another. There was no substance to it, only bragging rights. “You were right about everything you said to me all those months ago… That’s why I stayed. That’s why the others faded away.” She kept her book on her stomach but turned to look at me.

His hands, once warmed by Arabella's skin, became cold the moment they let go of her warmth. The beautiful woman remained staring at the man for a few seconds, disappointed, but not surprised. Damon's back was turned, and all she could see was his dark hoodie, bathed in the city lights and the dim light of the room. "Remember that before you turn back, next time." ** NEXT DAY People do not know what loneliness means until they feel it. The empty feeling that no soul in the world is compatible with yours. The fear of not finding someone else, another feeling, another moment. The desire to be better, the inability to change.

"The divorce papers are coming in today, I'll sign them and have them sent over to Ashton." "Janelle-" "I have to get back to work now. We can talk at lunch." He paused as though ready to argue before sighing and leaving the room. I leaned back into the seat and closed my eyes for a minute. This loneliness was getting tiring. I had no one in my life, no one to lean on or to cry to. Even after my husband had decided to leave me for another woman, I had no one I could complain to and seek advice. Was I cursed with loneliness because it sure felt like it?

My feet froze. "I am older than you," he went on. "I waited. I stayed alone for him. Then I could not anymore. I do not even know if anyone is meant for me. Being mateless hurts, Selene. It eats at you. Please. Be happy. It is not easy. It is...." Arms went around him. This time he did not pull away. He cried into my shoulder, shaking, emptying years of quiet hurt. The truth of it cut through me. My own words had sounded selfish. His loneliness had been hidden well.

Rock bottom has its firm grip on me. “And you’re living alone which means you can do whatever the hell you want whenever you want.” Jayler went on and I saw through the eager naivety right there. “I just can’t wait for the day that I’ll be on my own.” “Oh, be careful what you wish for.” I trailed knowing that living alone isn’t always that liberating and fun. The loneliness kills you most especially if you are single as fuck. Staring at the four walls ain’t even that fun. You have to do all the work too. “Living alone isn’t always that fun and this is coming from a person who’s been living alone for five years.”

She couldn't help but feel a twinge of loneliness, the empty silence of her apartment amplifying her longing for their presence. After ending the call, Arina sank into the quiet solitude of her apartment, the anticipation of dinner and the familiar strains of her favorite songs easing her worries. The comforting aroma of brewing coffee enveloped her, wrapping her in a sense of familiarity and home. She found solace in the simple pleasures of domesticity, a reminder of the love that surrounded her even in moments of solitude.

upside down and on the bottom. Just as he was about to be mashed, he woke up, lathered in sweat. “See what I mean?” Augustus said. “Dish has already cracked his noggin and we ain’t even left.” Call got a plate of food and went off by himself to eat. It was something he had always done—moved apart, so he could be alone and think things out a little. In the old days, when he first developed the habit, the men had not understood. Occasionally one would follow him, wanting to chat. But they soon learned better—nothing made Call sink deeper into silence than for someone to come around and start yapping when he wanted to be by himself. Virtually all his life he had been in the position of leading

' A heavy fog continually enveloped Malcolm's mind and shrouded his thoughts in a hazy gray as he worked all day, making it hard for his mind to grasp what he was mulling upon properly. For days now, it seemed like a hollowness had settled in his chest like an aching familiar void that needed to be filled, as it amplified the isolation and loneliness he suddenly started feeling from the blues. Never in his life had he harbored such emotions. He had no idea what it felt like to feel empty and alone because he always worked himself to the bones, while constantly thinking of strategies and plans to develop the MEL-CO conglomerate. With a keen intellect and a sharp eye for detail, he had never h

Ethan hadn’t died, but he had shattered my heart with his infidelity—and now that he had been banished, perhaps he was as good as dead. Not that that made what had happened anything at all akin to the hell Leonard had gone through when he had lost his wife. Perhaps sensing my realization, Leonard offered me a rueful smile. “We’re two of a kind in that regard, I suppose. Two lonely souls merely trying to find a bit of companionship in this world.” His words resonated deeply inside of me, giving voice to the quiet ache I so often smothered in the busyness of day-to-day life. I knew, then, that he was right; I was lonely. More lonely than I had thought.

One might start a journey with a footstep, the thrill of an amazing adventure and bearing in mind, whatever he or she may be able to discover at the other end of the road. Life means considerably more than just living and most of the time we get trapped in our daily activities that we forget to realise that our imperfect bodies needs some form of excitement. But Uncle Max did not see life the way I saw it – rather he went to work, came back from work, ate, sleep and then repeat. With a new smile on his face every morning, he always joked about his boss calling him a loner. Something I was not unfamiliar with. A loner is a man who is alone. A man who enjoys avoiding the company of others. As